Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Louanges , by - Stephan Eicher. Song from the album Hüh!, in the genre ЭстрадаRelease date: 14.02.2019
Record label: Electric Unicorn
Song language: French
Louanges(original) |
| Ces quelques mots avant le soir |
| Je ne voudrais pas partir trop tard |
| Cette fois c’est moi qui cherche une rime |
| Avec so long ou ciao bambina |
| Nous avons tenté l’impossible |
| Avons fouillé ce qui était vide |
| Dommage qu’on n’ait pas le cœur tendre |
| Car nous allions si bien ensemble |
| Mais je tiens |
| A louer |
| Tous nos vains efforts |
| Pour durer |
| Et je tiens |
| A louer |
| Tous nos vains efforts |
| Pour durer |
| La maison te paraîtra grande |
| Quand tu ne m’auras plus dans les jambes |
| Et tu verras ce n’est pas drôle |
| On se cogne toujours à des fantômes |
| N’avions pas besoin l’un de l’autre |
| Au point de nous passer nos fautes |
| Notre aventure arrive au bout |
| Le souffle court, le ventre mou |
| Mais je tiens |
| A louer |
| Tous nos vains efforts |
| Pour durer |
| Oui je tiens |
| A louer |
| Tous nos vains efforts |
| Pour durer |
| Le vent qui nous soulevait de terre |
| N’est plus qu’un simple courant d’air |
| Ni rage au cœur ni vague à l'âme |
| Rien à demander à sœur Anne |
| Suis arrivé en bas de page |
| Inutile d’en dire davantage |
| Chacun reprend sa couverture |
| Et son caillou dans sa chaussure |
| Mais je tiens |
| A louer |
| Tous nos vains efforts |
| Pour durer |
| (translation) |
| Those few words before evening |
| I wouldn't leave too late |
| This time it's me looking for a rhyme |
| With so long or ciao bambina |
| We tried the impossible |
| We searched what was empty |
| Too bad we don't have a soft heart |
| 'Cause we went so well together |
| But I want |
| For rent |
| All our vain efforts |
| To last |
| And I hold |
| For rent |
| All our vain efforts |
| To last |
| The house will seem big to you |
| When you won't have me in your legs anymore |
| And you'll see it's not funny |
| We always run into ghosts |
| Didn't need each other |
| To the point of passing our faults on to us |
| Our adventure comes to an end |
| Shortness of breath, soft stomach |
| But I want |
| For rent |
| All our vain efforts |
| To last |
| Yes I do |
| For rent |
| All our vain efforts |
| To last |
| The wind that lifted us from the ground |
| Is no more than a simple current of air |
| Neither rage in the heart nor wave in the soul |
| Nothing to ask Sister Anne |
| Got to the bottom of the page |
| No need to say more |
| Everyone picks up their blanket |
| And his pebble in his shoe |
| But I want |
| For rent |
| All our vain efforts |
| To last |